However, write journal for your entire life must be a very useful. It will come in handy in your old day or in the reunion.
Norbert Glowing Quartz, a male pupil at Heartcore Junior High School which has his father works on the Senior High School try to do so. He always wants to be able to write one.
But how if he won't get a time to do so? How if the memories he have to write isn't fun? How if he have to not be the main character on his own journal?

Hi, I’m Miki Kira, I’m 16 yrs. old.  I usually like to write and journal about my life, and how I feel around others ,and how I see people.  No one knows that I journal.  I want it to stay that way.  If everyone knew I journal, they’d take it and throw it away.  I can’t risk losing my beloved journal..

my name is Tessa Davidson... a student at SkyFantasia Academy... I plan in my future to become a great scientist or maybe a mage if I'm lucky, it's hard to pass in the exams but it'll be easy if you listen to the teachers carefully, everything they say is a clue to an answer... and every answer is a key to move forward to the future... hahaha that's what my parents say after they finished studying here.... I still don't get it though

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"hey Tes!" Corey shouted making me stop writing... "what is it?" I asked wanting to just keep writing "it's time to pass the journal, oh god... don't tell me you fell in love with the journal already!!! I haven't even confessed my love to you yet...." Corey said... Corey is very flirty, I get it that it's part of his ego, but still... why practice the lines on me? I passed my journal to our teacher so Corey would stop saying that I was in love with the journal... "you happy?" he hugged me as for response... he stopped hugging me and wrote something in his..... journal.....
...
...
...
"why are you aloud to write in your journal and I can't?!" I asked... "because you know I'll love you more than a silly object ♥" he said said smirking.... ugh...

"listen up class, today we have a very important thing to discuss... we'll be going to travel in the past... were magic and some creatures had never existed yet..." she explained more... and I couldn't believe if she was saying the truth 

 "are you all ready...?" she asked... Corey looked at me, he wants to know my answer... I stepped back, when my teacher noticed she told me to go outside with the rest of the students who stepped back, Corey followed me... I didn't know if he wanted to step back, but he followed me anyways... since we didn't get to do that class it technically mean it's lunchtime already... Corey's mood brightened and we ate lunch together with lily, lily was his little sister... smart and innocent... lily's dream is to become the ruler of earth...

"you guys wanna go ride one of the dragons?" Corey said... lily agreed while I refuse... I texted Leon to give him a sign
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Tessa: good luck!
Leon:????
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even if I refuse, I followed them to go to Leon... Leon seemed confuse on why the three of us went to him, but when he realized why where there, he was about flee and run for it, Corey grabbed him by the shoulder before Leon could've ran "one more time for my sister Leon" Leon didn't want to turn into a dragon and give the two a joyride, but he managed to agree and gave them a ride... I went to the balcony to see them go.. and looked at the view.... 'i wonder how life could've been if magic and spells didn't exist....' i mumbled

A high school with all types of students....

*****

A YEAR AGO BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE

It was an early morning of another new day as Eden woke up in her bed in her apartment.  She blinked her sleepy eyes, looking like she didn't sleep a wink even though she did peacefully since last night. She turned her head slightly to look at her bedside alarm clock and saw that it's the time as the sun rises.

At first, Eden thought that everything she had gone through before was all just a dream but then she noticed the large kitchen knife beside her pillow which she brought and slept with for safety. She sighed upon seeing it and had to accept the harsh reality that what happened last night wasn't a dream. 

She blearily sat up from her bed and stretched herself to wake up clearly.  Then she did a few routine exercises herself to be alert and active for the day since she can still hear from outside the loud noises of continued chaos breaking out, people shouting and yelling in panicked crowd riots, sirens of police and ambulances driving about, and crashes of vehicle accidents going on from outside the apartment building.

She ignored all the noisy sounds outside while she exercised then after she finished, she took the knife from her bed and walked out of her bedroom cautiously as if expecting that someone or something had broken inside while she's been sleeping.

When she checked and saw or heard nothing, she relaxed slightly and then she had a sudden thought and turned one of her light switches to check if the electricity is still running or not.  The lights turned on from her switch and she nodded at this and turned the switch off.

Then she went to make herself coffee which she decided for her breakfast.  While the pot is heating up from the gas stove, she took stock of her food, supplies, and necessities, checking to see how long she'd last if she decided to stay here for more than three days.  She found that everything would last more than about two weeks and she nodded again with satisfaction on seeing this but she's still planning to decide whether she should leave to meet up with the ones she's scheduled to meet for the coming three days or not.

Before the coffee pot whistled, Eden checked her barricade again, making sure it's secure and checked her ready travel bag and weapons and then went back to make her coffee.  She turned off the stove and the gas and then she sat down on a chair next to her desk with her journal still there on the top and she drank her coffee, letting the drink wake her up more and be more active and alert.

But before she could finish her coffee all the way, she suddenly remembered something and cursed and blamed herself for being careless and clueless, there's also not to mention cruel when she finally remembered her family.

Even though they had treated her all her life like she's garbage or made her like a black sheep in the family, she still cared and loved them, even when she left without looking back and just left them a note.

She went and grabbed for her cell phone, dialed and called her family, but every call she had tried to get through went to voicemail or an automated voice said that the person you're calling is unavailable.  Even though she's not getting any answers or replies from any of her family members, she kept on calling continuously until she gets one.

Then she felt like writing into her journal to ease her stress and calm her down and she went and used her free hand to open the book and write while her other hand is still holding the phone.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 8TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

It's Eden and I just woke up with what I thought that everything that had happened the last seven days was all a dream.

But seeing the cruel and harsh reality of my barricaded apartment, my prepared bag and weapons, and the ongoing continued chaotic noises from outside, I had to accept the facts deep down inside me that everything is real and this is all happening right now.

When I made myself some coffee to be more active, alert and vigilant and was about to think and plan on what to do. I had suddenly remembered my family.

I know that most of them were jerks towards me, but I do care about them and I'm sitting here right now by my desk, writing this entry and calling them at the same time.

So far I can't seem to get through to any of them.  I thought at first that the communication lines were down but it's still connecting and I believed that something might've happened to them.

I'm going to continue calling for every one of them until someone finally answers.  I pray that they're alright and by the time they answer and then realize it's me, the first thing I'll say to them is that I'm sorry I left and that I love them very much.

Even if they might hang up on me when they find out it's me, I don't care.  I still love them even if they don't love me, and I just wanted to let them know that I'm okay and that I'm still alive.

I hope and pray that they are.

*****

Eden stopped writing and kept on listening to the automated tone telling her that the caller is unavailable and then discovered that her battery on her phone ran out when she tried to dial again.  She cursed and went to charge it up, along with her portable charger too as long as the electricity is still on and running.

After setting it up and seeing that there's nothing else to do but just wait inside her apartment.  She decided to make an early lunch and eat before she went to thinking about other plans or thinking about something else to do.

After eating her luncheon, then washing the dishes in which the water is also running.  She also went to the bathroom and shower herself to feel refresh.

Then Eden came out, her hair still slightly wet and then she was staring at her makeshift handmade spears thoughtfully before she decided to try and train herself on using them to defend and fight.

In that whole day, Eden is twirling and spinning and jabbing with the two spears she made to practice and train herself to fight inside the locked apartment.  She kept on doing her self-training seriously and continuously until she became completely exhausted.  While practicing with her weapons, she even had some make-shift dummies up, by taking some extra pillows from her bedroom closets and hanged them up on tall stands, placed them in different positions and pictured them as heads when she jabbed and stabbed her knife-end spears at them with the precise aim in both conscious and subconscious moves.

Her fighting technique and prowess aren't very good or perfect but Eden had to make do with what she can do while she practiced all day long until the time passed by fast and it was night already.

Eden was surprised that time flew by so fast when she noticed that it's dark now and she stopped training, placed the spears back but left the stabbed-pillow dummies to where they are, went to shower and bathe herself again before she cooks and eats her dinner.

After doing that, finished bathing then cooking and then eating her dinner and finally ending it with washing her plates, Eden went to her bedroom and brought the same knife again with her and also bringing her journal and pen along in case that she needed to write again.

Her phone and chargers are still charging as the electricity seemed to be running a bit slow and she left them there for tomorrow while she hoped to herself that whatever and wherever her family is, they are alright and fine.

Eden sighed, still not dressed in sleepwear but in travel clothes, in case she needs to leave the apartment again and then lied down on her bed, putting her knife and journal and pen beside her pillow and then went to sleep.  She kept the bed lamp on the bedside table turned on so that she'll know when the electricity goes out.

Her eyes slowly close as she goes into a deep sleep and she's already gone into slumber after being exhausted through the whole day training herself and ignoring the ongoing chaos that is continuing outside her apartment building.

It felt like seconds until Eden had woken up again to another early sunrise of a new day and she sat up suddenly from her bed, went out her room and checked on her fully charged phone and charger, and unplugged them from the sockets and brought them to her room to sit on her bed to check if she had any missed calls or replies from her family. After seeing that there were none, Eden felt like she had to accept the harsh and cruel truth that something did happen to her family and they couldn't answer.  But she still hoped that somewhere out there they're still alive.

To ease her mind off and calm her down from she was about to think of negative thoughts, she reached for her journal that she brought in her bedroom and then writes on it.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 9TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

It's another early morning of a new day.

But so far I haven't gotten through to my family.  I hope they're all right.

My battery ran out and the electricity that was still running is slow when I charged up my phone and my portable charger.

What I did yesterday before was that I train and practiced the whole day with my spears and put up and made up dummies as target practice.  I did it the whole day and I admit I'm not very good at it with fighting back and defending myself a little. But I will have to make do with what I can and as the saying goes, "Practice makes Perfect".

Or rather as someone else might call it - Trial and Error.

Truthfully, I have never done any fighting or defending myself ever in my whole life.  But seeing that the whole world is falling to pieces, I'll have to be brave and man-up if I'm going to be facing the new dangers that had erupted in this sudden coming apocalypse.

The dangers that are the zombies.

I can hear as I write in this journal inside my bedroom the continued sounds and noises of chaos still going on outside the building.  And I knew that the authorities, even the military itself might be trying to mobilize the situation right about now.  But hearing from inside my locked apartment of the continued chaotic sounds of crashing and panicking people, I knew that they won't be able to do much until someone from the higher-ups finally ordered an evacuation.

And that is something that I have to think of for the next day tomorrow. When I'm supposed to meet up with the guys I'm scheduled to meet for tomorrow is the appointed third day.

But I have not finally decided whether I should stay or leave.

What do I do?

Stay or Leave?

That is the most important question in my mind that I have to decide before the final and 3rd day comes for me.

I'll have to stop writing for today and try to get my mind off from this by keeping up with my self-training with my makeshift weapons.

Hopefully, I might be able to finally decide what I should do once I do something else to ease off my stress and try to relax, even while self-practicing or something.

Maybe by tomorrow, whatever my decision is might result in something that won't get me dead.

*****

Eden stopped writing and sighed as she put her journal away on the bed and then rotated her neck carefully before readying herself to train and practice again with her spear weapons.

She went out of her bedroom, leaving her journal, her knife, phone and chargers behind on the bed as she went and do to self-train again for the day.

*****

*****

I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

Sun has risen up, Jayme woke up with the sound of birds chirping , and loud banging at his door, he stood up and went to the door to see who is knocking at his door. When he opened the door,he saw Chester with his guards the back of him and he is not wearing his crown. 
                     
                 "Good morning Jayme, I hope your ready for our search for that damn dungeon and that gauntlet," said Chester. "Yes,  but isn't it too early for that thi-," he said but he was interrupted by the prince."No more buts, let's go!" Chester said. "Wa-wait a minute I need to change my clothes!" he exclaimed. After changing his clothes he immediately go outside the house  where Chester waits for him. "Are you ready now?" he questioned, "Yes I am ready now," he replied. They go in to the carriage of Chester with seven flying horses infront.

"How did wake up so early?" Jayme questioned. But the prince is thinking about how he it feels to be free, free to travel the world and to meet new people and make friends. "So what now?" that made Chester get out of his reverie. "Ugh... Yes! Cause I am excited!" said Chester

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                After a few and after shopping some stuff in the market they finally got in to the castle. They are greeted with two guards guarding the entrance."Welcome back your highness!!" said both of the guards loudly. Chester only pass through them without greeting them back, on the way to Chester's room Jayme saw some of the magical paintings hanging on the wall, there is a knight, a tea party with some princesses in it and many more. But Jayme didn't bother Chester to question him about the paintings and how painted them, but he is focused on how he can help Chester with his problem. 

                    "So, how do we find that gauntlet?" questioned Chester. "Maybe we need to start at your library to find some more information on this gauntlet thing," said Jayme. "You have a point, so what are we waiting for let's go!!!" Chester said. They both go to the huge library of the castle where all the books from almost, around the world is in that library. 
    
                "What book do we need to find?" Chester questioned. "Maybe a book about magical things, and maybe we can find some information there," Jayme replied. "Wait I think there is a book here about magical things and how they work," Chester said. "Ok....  What title is it??" Jayme said, "It's 'A World of Magic' and I think it's here in this aisle," said Chester. "Oh here it is!"

                 They go to the table and they open the book carefull, the book was dusty and has cobwebs on it but Chester clean it all up before opening the book. The author of the book is unknown but people around the town said that the real author is Felipe Lakion, he is the great grandfather of Chester, Felipe his great grandfather loves to write books especially when it comes to bizarre, magical, mysterious stuff. After scaning trough the pages he found a journal, a journal is written by his great great grandfather. "Jayme I have found a journal inside this book!" he shouted to Jayme, who is back at the aisle where they have found the book, looking for something that might help also. 

             Chester careful scan through the pages of the journal, one by one and atlast he found the page that's dedicated to the gauntlet. "Jayme come here I've found the page!" Chester exclaimed. Jayme go to him as fast as he could, "Here Jayme let's both read it," said Chester.

             "'The Guantlet of Ampodour' this a powerful weapon, I got this gauntlet after I defeated the evil troll that I fought with. It has a power to protect the wearer by getting them unable to
move from where the wearer of this gauntlet but also you can fight back, you are only immobilize from where you stand from and you'll be invisible from their attacks. I know I need to keep the next king safe before he is 18 years old or when he is ready to take over my place to rule our town, so I hired a blacksmith to forge a crown that is strong as an elephant and it is indestructible and I called our royal sorcerer to put a spell that can be broken and can be restored on the crown that binds the crown to the gauntlet. But the power of our sorcerer is not powerful enough to handle the power of the gauntlet, it only forbids the wearer to escape the castle which is I think is a good disaster, but It doesn't give you power but at least it'll keep the prince safe until he is ready, the spell to break the bond is Qua--."

             They stop reading because the part, where the spell to break the bond lies, is teared off from the page. "Where is the continuation of this!?" Chester exclaimed with disappointment and anger. "Maybe it's in here in this book somewhere else,just calm down," said Jayme. 

                After a few hours of searching, they found nothing. "We've been---," Jayme paused to take a breath, "searching for hours and found nothing!!!" Jayme exclaimed. "I am tired can we please rest for a minute."

                "Okay," Chester replied. But Chester is still finding the ripped page like he is not tired at all, cause he know he needs to find that part, to be free on a prison like life he have.

    "Okay I give up! I am now tired of this! " Chester exclaimed. "Come on Chester, you need to calm down, here have some of this lemonade and this delicious apple pie," Jayme said. "I guess, I need to have a break just a little bit," Chester said. Chester go to the reading table and he sit beside Jayme, "We need to find that page Jayme," Chester said to Jayme. "Yeah I know, but you need to calm down just for a little bit, we can still find another for that thing," Jayme replied. 
             After the apple pie and lemonade break, they both get back to their search once again. But Jayme got an idea in his head, "Chester! I got an idea!" he exclaimed with a smile in hi face. "What is it?" Chester questioned. "What if we to an old folk in town, that lived in the time that your great grandfather is still the king," Jayme said. "Hmmmm... I think the guards in the palace knows an old folk," Chester said. "Okay, what are we waiting for let's go!!" said Jayme. 

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          Jayme and Chester went to the gates and Chester talk to one of the oldest guard in the palace and he said," I know one person that is alive till this day, she lived in the time that your great grandfather is still the king of this town, and her name is Calliope Bark, she is also one of the veterans of 'The Great Troll War, ' she is a living legend," said the guard. "Where does she lives?" asked Chester. "She lives at the top of the highest mountain in the whole town, but the way to get there is not easy your highness," answered the guard. " Okay, thank you for that information and you need to retire now because I don't want you to be stressed out cause your too old now, " said Chester. "It's okay your highness I can still protect the town, and I am happy with my job," said the guard. "Are you sure about that?" Chester questioned. "I am sure about my decision your highness," replied the guard." Okay, since that is your choice I have no right to force, so thank you again for your time," Chester said. And they both go back to the library room.

       
              

               
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Unless you are a spy or a friend that choses to betray his friends then read this book. Because betrayal and treachery is one of the factors how people might start a war. 

And if you don't like treacherous scenes and trolls. Then look away and read a book that is inteded to be happy. And you decided to read this whole book, then you're in for a weird ride.

The long day of getting to know her roommates better had left Erin exhausted but she wasn't ready to fall asleep quite yet. She'd unpacked her clothes in the afternoon but had left arranging the rest of her personal items for when she had more quiet. It was a process she savored, putting the final touches on her own place when she was settling in somewhere new. There was something special about arranging her most important belongings in a new bedroom. 

She set her carry-on bag at the foot of the bed and pulled out her journal first of all. It was just a regular spiral notebook but because she wrote in it religiously, it was one of her most beloved possessions. She had given up on fancy, expensive journals after filling up the pages of so many, and had decided it didn't much matter what it looked like, as long as she was able to write in it. She set the journal on the little nightstand, next to the small lamp and alarm clock that had come with her room. She laid her favorite pen next to it and continued emptying her bag until the room had touches of home all around; a photo of her parents, her rosary, her stuffed Panda (Roy), her favorite perfume (Very Valentino) and her noise machine. Thankfully, she'd had the noise of the outdoors with her last night, she never slept well without the little gadget set to rainfall and creek sounds. 

She looked at the photo of her parents, and thought of the image tucked behind it-- the photo of her birth parents. It was the only photo she had of them but she cherished it. She kept it secreted behind the other photo because she didn't want to hurt her mom and dad; it also made her feel deeply sad to see the smiling young faces of the couple taken away much too young by tragedy. Erin sighed at the thought of the young pair and wondered about what Danu had said about them. What was their connection to Ireland, and what were they supposed to have told her about this so-called destiny. She thought on it a bit longer and couldn't understand how she could be of such importance that strange beings virtually kidnapped her and Olivier, and knocked him out. What if she'd never been able to study abroad? 

Growing up she had noticed that she always had a profound interest in Ireland but she'd never thought it odd. Other children would say they wanted horses when they grew up, some kids wanted to visit Disney World. Erin wanted to go to Ireland; she'd read anything she could put her hands on about it. Photo books about Ireland were her absolute favorite as a child--she was constantly checking them out from the adult non-fiction section of the library. Her parents had always encouraged her interest and so it had flourished. 

Had this destiny been that overwhelming that she had been transfixed on the Emerald Isle? She couldn't really say for sure, but she knew there was always some kind of yearning within her that drove her to constantly learn more about it. Finally, her bag was empty but for her three travel guidebooks-- one on Europe in general with listings of hostels and tourist attractions and information galore. The other two were, of course, about Ireland. Her favorite was the DK guide because it was filled to the brim with photos, historical information and everything she needed to explore every inch of this curious place. Simply thinking of the books' glossy pages made her anxious to look it over for about the 1,000th time. 

Just down the hallway, she heard Olivier finish in the bathroom and stole her chance to brush her teeth, take a quick shower and wash her face. Once that was done, she rewarded herself with her favorite pastime--reading and scouring the pages of her DK Ireland book and daydreamed about her next adventure until her daydreams slowly became actual dreams.

A young American girl follows her heart to Ireland where she discovers deeply hidden and unique connections to the island that she had never dreamed of. Upon arriving in Ireland to study, Erin feels something awaken in her she never imagined could be real.

After ten minutes of running through the wilderness, I come to a stop. I've not detected a trace of anyone since leaving Glory City. I finally feel reassured enough to just take a deep breath and get my thoughts in order.

While it would have been easy to have Chen Linian, accept me in his group, I don't want to draw any attention to myself. I'm not overly worried about a bunch of teenagers taking notice of me. Their successful return to Glory City will cause adults to investigate the group members, and that does worry me. Plus, with the Snow Wind Family searching for me, probably, I wouldn't be able to successfully hide from them in Glory City until the group departed.

Proud of myself for avoiding a future problem, I focus on my current problem. I know Ancient Orchid City Ruins is supposed to be a six-day walk to the southeast of Glory City, but that's an enormous area to have to search.

Thinking of the Library of Heaven's Path, I get an idea. Removing a pen and a small blank journal from my interspatial ring, I sit down to write. 

'Ancient Orchid City Ruins is located ten kilometers southeast of Glory City.'

With a thought of 'Flaws', I enter the Library of Heaven's Path. Grabbing my journal reveals two flaws.

[A journal entry by Zhu Di. 2 Flaws.]
[Flaw #1; Ancient Orchid City Ruins is located further from Glory City than ten kilometers.]
[Flaw #2; Ancient Orchid City Ruins is not located southeast of Glory City.]

It takes a moment for this to sink in. Quickly crossing out the first line and writing a new line in my journal, I check it a second time for flaws.

[A journal entry by Zhu Di. 1 Flaw.]
[Flaw #1; Ancient Orchid City Ruins is located closer to Glory City than three hundred kilometers.]

So Ancient Orchid City Ruins is located east by southeast from Glory City...

This is amazing! This is OP to the tenth power!!! I have a built-in treasure finder!!! Dozens of different ideas pop into my head on how to exploit this! The next ten minutes are utterly wasted as I foolishly giggle and plot out different plans to gain power with my new treasure finder.

As much as I want to just sit down and play with this newly found exploit, I have to get back to the task at hand.

Once I calm down, I get to work writing different estimates until I've got the location down to less than ten kilometers. I can zero it in once I'm closer. Putting my journal in my belt for quick access, I start moving towards my destination.

One thing that gets overlooked in stories, is the boredom while traveling. I'm moving at a light jog and keeping Soul Suppression on as much as possible, but I still have plenty of time for my mind to wander. It's during this wandering time that I recall a bit of information on fox-bears.

In the story, Chen Linjian's group will be attacked while sleeping on their first night of travel. Not many details are given, but several members of his group will die in their sleep due to the fox-bears. I can't let that happen, they're just unsuspecting teenagers.

After a few more journal entries, and three hours of jogging, I arrive at my destination. Looking around I can pick up the tell-tale signs of a beast habitat. Prints in the mud, claw marks on tree trunks, and a faint musky odor in the air. Even with my heightened sense of smell, it's a subtle odor.

Not wanting to sit around, waiting for a bunch of teenagers to show up, I begin Operation Kaboom!

I quickly move to a tree that is near the bedding area for the fox-bears. I imbue a flawless Flame Explosion Inscription into the trunk of the tree. Similar to the inscription Nie Li used to destroy the home of the bird-brains in the Abyss Prison Realm, but much more powerful. With sunset still several hours away, I take my time in completing five more inscriptions. 

After completing the last inscription, I begin to slowly walk away. Once I'm fifty meters away, the inscriptions are triggered. A massive fireball erupts behind me, engulfing the nesting area completely. 

I always thought walking away from a huge fiery explosion in slow motion would be badass. Wrong. Totally not badass. It's loud and surprisingly hot! Not to mention completely awkward walking slowly. If not for my enhanced durability, I'm sure the back of my neck would be rocking a brand new sunburn.   

Really glad no one else is around to see this. Not my proudest moment. On the bright side, I just got another check on the bucket list. 

Taking a moment to inspect the damage, I take note of the complete destruction of all six trees I placed an inscription on. Fire seems to have ignited but doesn't seem to be spreading. This is going to draw attention, from people and beasts. 

Turning away from the flames, I run at max speed towards my destination. I have to quickly reign my speed in though, for fear of running into a tree. I've never gone all-out before, and it's amazing! I don't know how long I could keep moving at my max speed, but I'm confident I could reach Ancient Orchid City Ruins faster than I estimated. 

The problem with that, I would be making myself vulnerable to attack. I would be moving too fast to detect the presence of any lifeforms until I was right on it. There's no need to be so reckless. Running would save at least two days of travel, but I don't need that extra time. Chen Linjian's group will be leaving Glory City in two days from now. A safe and steady pace should give me three to four days alone in Ancient Orchid City Ruins before his group will arrive. Them and the Dark Guild.

I'm still not sure what to do about the Dark Guild. I know in both timelines, they were attempting to kidnap kids for ransom, but I can't remember if they were successful in the first timeline. I could attempt to kill them, but I've never killed another human being before.  

There's also the old saying, 'Better the devil you know than the devil you don't.' The problem with that saying is I don't know any of Dark Guild members in this kidnapping scheme! I only remember Deacon Yun Hua as being a large blonde Gold-ranked Demon Spiritualist, working at one of the Sacred Family's restaurants. If he's removed, I won't know who the Dark Guild sends to replace him, or if the Dark Guild will launch an attack for revenge.

I'll have to think of a way to foil their kidnapping attempt, without exposing my identity to the Dark Guild or the teenagers. 

Once I feel I've reached a safe distance from the burning nest, I slow down to a brisk walking speed. I'm not winded, but I don't want to take a chance of being attacked while trying to catch my breath.

Confirming that I'm heading in the right direction, I continue on my journey. 

On the evening of the fourth day of my journey, I reach my destination. Ancient Orchid City Ruins. The trip was surprisingly peaceful. Only twice was I attacked by demon beasts, and both of them were bronze rank. A simple strike to their necks ended their life. 

Looking at the ruins, I can't even imagine the size of the demon beast horde needed to overrun it. The city is massive. There must have been several million people living here.

But now, it's just ruins, severely overrun by trees and vegetation. I've not seen any of the Giant Blue Armed Apes, but I can hear them roaring and hooting around the ruins. 

Ducking into a deep shadow, I remove my journal and prepare to test a theory. Chen Linjian's group spent several days digging around the military fortress and the City Lord's Mansion, before uncovering an entrance to the treasury. 

That is an absolute waste of time for me. The city wouldn't bury a chamber to store its treasury. They would still need some way to access their items. My guess is that there is a hidden treasury entrance in the City Lord's Mansion.

I begin writing different possible locations for a treasury entrance. After fifteen minutes, I've confirmed my theory. There is a hidden treasury entrance at the bottom of the City Lord's Mansion. The entrance is controlled by an array. This should be fairly easy to find. Getting to the City Lord's Mansion unseen will not be so easy. 

Getting the general direction, I crank Soul Suppression to the max and cross over the outer wall. Giant Blue Armed Apes are not nocturnal, but neither do I have night vision. Yet. 

I'm slowly and quietly moving from shadow to shadow. I utilize buildings when it's convenient, but my main goal is to get as close to the City Lord's Mansion as I can before nightfall, unseen. There shouldn't be a single demon beast in these ruins that I can't overpower, but there are hundreds of demon beasts here. I don't know if they will scatter if I kill their alpha, or go into a murderous rage and swarm me.

I was forced to take shelter in a building at dusk. The Giant Blue Armed Apes suddenly became very loud and active. I'm not sure if this is their normal night time ritual or if something else put them on alert. Once the sun set, the noise, and activity quickly died down. Guess that was just their version of saying good-night. 

I wait another thirty minutes before making my way out of the building. Not gonna lie, looking around the ruins under a starless sky is really creepy. I half expect to see ghosts moving about.

Deciding to pick up the pace, totally not because of the creepy feeling, I swiftly move through the ruins. Soul Suppression removes the possibility of anything picking up my scent or presence, but any sound is still an issue. Even my light steps seem loud to my own ears, but I've avoided all detection from these damn dirty apes so far. 

As my eyes became adjusted to the darkness, I'm able to make out my destination. Taking a gamble, I pick up my speed and dash down the street leading to the City Lord's Mansion. As I'm nearing a hole in the side of the mansion, I can hear the sounds of apes hooting in the dark. 

Diving through the hole in the wall, I immediately halt and focus my ears. My mad dash undoubtedly woke several apes in the area. After a few calls amongst themselves, all is quiet again. With a smile of victory, I move deeper into the room. 

The interior of the building quickly dissolves into complete darkness. Without a torch, I'm forced to condense a ball of soul force into the palm of my hand. It doesn't fully illuminate the room but does allow me to make out anything within eight or nine feet of me. 

Exiting the room, I step out into a wide hallway. Turning right, I move deeper into the mansion. Soon, I come to an intersection. I don't feel like wandering around a spooky mansion all night. Picking up a palm-sized piece of marble, I scratch a large '1A' on the ground. Moving to each hallway entrance I scratch another number and letter combination. 

Taking out my journal, I write, 'The quickest way to the Ancient Orchid City Ruins' Treasury is going down hallway 2A from hallway 1A.'

[1 Flaw...]

My next attempt results in a flawless answer, and I'm swiftly moving down a new hallway. I mark each hallway I come to and use the Library of Heaven's Path to continuously move towards the treasury. This is such a cheat, and I love it.

An hour later, I find myself standing before a large section of bare wall in the belly of the City Lord's Mansion. The Library of Heaven's Path confirmed that there is a mechanism inside the wall. It takes me five minutes of rubbing both my hands across the wall before I'm able to locate the activation array.

The array seems to be keyed to a specific kind of soul force. The concept is brilliant really. It must be keyed to each person being granted access, and that person must weave their soul force in a particular pattern to open the treasury door. Luckily, there are several flaws in the inscription I can exploit.    

Weaving my soul force in an elaborate design through the flaws of the array, I'm rewarded with the array suddenly lighting up the wall! Stepping back, I watch as the array slowly starts to shine across the wall in a beautifully designed inscription. This array has so many uses. Once I fix the flaws, I plan to use this inscription to protect all my valuables I can't/shouldn't carry with me.

My attention is drawn from the inscription by the grating of stone sliding on stone. The opening is large enough for three to enter together. Illuminating the area with my soul force, I step through the entrance and onto a wide platform. Seeing another inscription carved into the stone of the platform, I can't help to smile as I recognize the pattern. 

Extinguishing my soul force light, I bend down and place my palm on the center of the platform. Channeling a large amount of soul force into the array, my smile stretches even wider as the array activates. 

Flames suddenly burst to life at the corners of the platform, and down the banisters of a wide staircase. As I move down the stairs, the flames seem to run down the rest of the stairs and illuminate a large room.  

Stepping off the stairs, I'm halted by the stunning sight before me. The light from the flames running around the walls of the room is further reflected by mounds and mounds of gold. The comics did not do this place justice. There are treasures everywhere! Sparkling jewels, decorative furnishings, powerful weapons and armor, stone bookcases lining the walls...

Despite the glimmer of gold, my attention zeros in on those bookcases. While there are several small boxes and trinkets on the shelves, there is no mistaking the ancient books and scrolls. Quickly moving to the nearest bookcase, I closely examine a large scroll partially opened. The wording seems to predate even the Sacred Empire, but the book looks like it would fall apart at the slightest touch. Luckily, a touch is all I need. 

Carefully placing my finger on the scroll and thinking flaws, a wide smile crosses my face as the Library of Heaven's Path gained another cultivation manual! Anything placed in the City Lord's Mansion must be valuable. If this keeps up, my smile may become permanent. Looking around, there must be nearly a thousand tomes and scrolls on the shelves.

As I'm scanning the treasury, I notice the reason for this trip. A small glowing decorative lantern placed on top of a marble pedestal. Putting the books aside, for now, I quickly make my way towards that beautifully powerful artifact. Using both hands, I gently remove the spiritual lamp from the pedestal. 

A quick check from the Library of Heaven's Path reveals just how incredible the spiritual lamp is, as well as what it contains. A normal demon spirit stone can hold a demon spirit for two to three hundred years before the spirit will dissipate. The spiritual lamp in my hands is capable of holding a demon spirit for up to two thousand years! 

After reading the materials used in making a spiritual lamp, I understand why. These lamps were not made on Tiny World. I'm not sure, but if I had to bet, my money would be Draconic Ruins Realm. Not only is the inscription on the lamp flawless, but it was forged by a true master. I won't be able to improve or even replicate the spiritual lamp. Making omething that could hold a demon spirit for seven or eight hundred years shouldn't pose too much of a problem, but thousands of years isn't likely.   

Focusing on what's truly important, I surround the spiritual lamp in with my soul force to prevent anything from going wrong. With a deep breath, I release the Shadow Devil from the lamp. Before it can even make an attempt to escape, I lock it down with my soul force. I rapidly pull the Shadow Devil into my soul realm and seal off any chance of escape. Once the integration is complete, a small shudder runs through my body.

Holding back my bubbling excitement, I store the spiritual lamp in my interspatial ring. It's time to attempt my first merger with the Shadow Devil. 

An overbearing feeling of calm indifference washes over me. It's as if my excitement just disappeared without a trace. I feel cold and determined, thinking only of completing my goals. No excitement or even an ounce of fear. 

Guess this proves that a demon spiritualist will take on the mentality of their demon spirit when merged. Putting some thought into it, the Shadow Devil might cause me a good deal of trouble. In this state of indifference, I may act against someone when my conscience would have held me back. Something I might have to be wary about. On a positive note, this will be able to replace my calming elixir, and merging with the Shadow Devil is not nearly as noticeable.

Looking at my body, I notice my eyesight is on another level. Everything is sharper and brighter. The flames around the room prevent me from testing it, but I'm willing to bet I have a form of night vision now. 

Looking over my body, I can't identify any physical change. Holding up my right arm, I focus for a moment and a meter long shadow blade silently extends from my wrist. Deadly. Taking a few steps back from the pedestal, I focus for a moment before walking forward. A step before the pedestal, I completely disappear from sight. Another step and I've moved through the pedestal and standing on the other side. With a thought, I'm visible again. This was much easier than I thought it would be.

Ending my merger, I feeling of happiness gushes back into me. My emotions are much more manageable now. 

With a clear head, I take a look at my soul realm. I notice the soul force I expended when activating the previous arrays, isn't recovering as fast as normal. A closer look at the Shadow Devil and I can see a portion of my soul force being pulled into it. 

I'm not worried about the loss of recovery speed with just the Shadow Devil. But integrating with three or four demon spirits would nearly eliminate my natural soul force recovery. With that many demon spirits, I would be forced to cultivate to recover any expended soul force. In a prolonged fight, that could be my undoing. 

Pushing those thoughts to the side, I take another look around me. It's time to dig through some treasure!

A 20 year old fan of fanfiction is transmigrated into an orphaned teen in the middle of Glory City. Follow him as he's forced to deal with hidden dangers, evil villains, and the dreaded puberty. 

This is my first novel, so expect some mistakes. I'll try to make corrections when seen. Reworked the first six chapters.

I'm doing this for my own personal pleasure. I have a family and a job that requires me to work most weekends. I hope to produce two chapters a week, provided life allows.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the stories, Tales of Demons and Gods or Library of Heaven's Path. Any resemblance of any original character is purely coincidence.

Once again she was sitting at a fast-food joint, waiting for yet another failed friend to return from only God knows where, so she'd have a place to lay her head for the night. She looked around the McDonald, taking everything in. The Wi-Fi warning restriction caught her eye for the millionth time then she turned back to her now cold McCafé. 

She had only herself to blame for all of this and it pained her deeply.

It was summer again- yes summer, her worse time of the year, but that wasn't what troubled her. She was still stuck in this damned city, two years and counting, with no signs that she would be free of it soon. Of all the emotions she'd expected to overwhelm her, numb was nowhere on the list.

She'd willed her subconscious away so she wouldn't feel the pain anymore and just as she'd feared, she couldn't reach it now. All she had left was the stench of failure and an emptiness nothing could fill: not the booze, not the sex and apparently not her new obsession.

Her eyes raised from the little brown journal that Zeus had given her last summer, to the figure in front of her- her dismissive glare came ready too.

"Need company?" the scruffy stranger asked.

Her mind stilled, thinking on how oddly disproportionate the world was. That such a person would approach her was quite insulting. Here in front of her stood the picture of what very well described scum. If he'd had a bath in a week, she'd be surprised. His eyes darted about the cafe erratically and the uneasy in them was unsettling.

"Obviously not yours," she said.

He looked himself over- in a time when she had not lost the ability to feel; she was quite certain she'd feel sorry for him. He turned back to find her eyes fixated on him. 

"Keep it moving, pal." She turned back to the story she was attempting to write. Failed writer surely looked ready to join the list of failures she had going.

The stranger set his medium iced coffee down on the table, right next to her beverage and sank into the adjacent seat. She eyed him and turned back to her journal. He did that to prove a point. It was a public space and a free country.

"Must feel mighty big of yourself." Her eyes remained glued to her journal as she spoke.

He chuckled loudly and her eyes raised to his for a moment then dropped back to her reading. He was human, but he had the mark of an envoy burned into his neck.

"Your assumptions about me are inaccurate miss," he said. She turned her gaze on him. "I asked if you needed company, I never offered mine."

"Yet here you are." She tied her journal shut and relaxed. Her mind took flight and soared about the McDonalds. It settled on the familiar scent of sandalwood and richness of tobacco. She didn't need to turn to know who it was.

"Mr Dante will like a word," the stranger said. He rose as if to indicate that she followed him.

"He knows where to find me."

He started to argue but stopped when he saw the look in her eyes. With a nod, he left her and went to Dante and his little entourage to the far left of her. She watched them through the side of her eyes, trying to mind the story forming in her head. She noticed the envoy start back for her and half-smiled. He reached her and lowered to the seat he just vacated.

"Mr Dante needs a moment, Jade," he said, firmly this time. "I'll have to insist that you come with me."

She looked around the cafe again and sighed. There were too many humans, she would have to use her words this time even though that line of action rarely helped anything.

"Aaron, I will only say this once. Tell Traci I'm not moving an inch. If he needs something, let him come get it. Disturb me again and you will not like the outcome."

He sat there for a moment, wondering two things: how she knew his name and if she was as dangerous as he'd heard she was. He didn't know what to think with the gifted. She shot him a dismissive glare, and he felt a chill travel up his spine. Her abilities may have been exaggerated but her ominous glares were another story. He rose and went back to his boss. 

Evita packed up her table as she listened in on the exchange between Traci and Aaron. Were she merely human, she would worry herself about how they tracked her here but she wasn't. They had their way- the gifted.

As new as she was to their community, she knew enough. They were a privileged lineage blessed with unique abilities and as expected, men like Dante sort to exploit it. She'd been introduced and registered as a gifted. Before her, gifted only ever had the one ability. She was the abnormality, and it made her highly sorted after by the high tier clans.

The Conquered Colony only knew of three of her abilities and she couldn't comprehend their reaction if they discovered her other diverse abilities that only seemed to multiply the more she used them.

"Jade." His familiar intoxicating voice came from above her. The Lord of the Lynx Conglomerate, stood almost six feet tall with short auburn hair that framed a well-formed face, was now standing in front of her bent slightly against a walking stick merely for show. Those familiar unreadable grey eyes with a unique golden glint held hers softly. She eyed him and adjusted in her seat. "We need to talk."

"Talk."

"Don't give me that, Jade," he warned quietly. "You have a duty to your kind."

"What is my kind, really Traci?" she asked.

He knew her well enough to know she genuinely meant to know. He sighed visibly, shifted his weight off the cane and eyed the seat in front of her before lowering into it. He set the black glistering stick which looked ominously expensive on the table and turned those bewitching eyes back on her.

"You have no idea the honour your abilities bestow upon you Jade and it makes me wonder if you're deserving of it," he confessed. No response came, so he continued. "To be offered a seat at the table with the elites of the Colony is the grandest of gestures. You simply cannot turn it down. You have a people to serve."

She watched him quietly. She had no words for him. If this was the reason he'd tracked her down again, to force her into their inner bureaucratic nonsense and not even consider the risk of confronting her in a room full of humans, he was more damaged than she'd thought.

"First, you lured me into your world with promises of a better existence, away from human contempt. I fell for it. Then you used me, exploited my abilities and as though that wasn't enough you think naming me an elite will make me easier to use?"

"You're serving the greater good, Jade. Goodness! This is how the world works, and the idea that you can't comprehend that is fucked up!"

Heads turned towards them at his response, and Evita laughed at the absurdity of his outburst. His eyes darkened in anger. One thing the almighty Traci could not stomach was mockery. She raked her fingers through her pitch-black long locks with the patch of silver and rose with a sigh.

"I suppose I cannot change the way the world works, even with all my righteous indignation." She smiled. "But I do get a say in who I let use me and let me make this very clear Mr Dante, it sure as hell isn't going to be you." She strapped her black backpack on, adjusted her blue jean jacket and stormed out of the McDonalds. Zar had better be home when she reached his place.

There's a myth about life's best teachers; an empty pocket, heartbreak, and failure. All three are marked and have Evita beat, and as if all that wasn't enough, she's tossed into a new world that brings its own headaches with no promises of helping her already damned existence.

Sun rose again like every other day, the sign of a peaceful day yet again, basking its light to a woman that's sleeping soundly on top of her hammock. The eyes of the woman start to twitch as the surrounding becomes bright, and it didn't take long for her to open her eyes.

"That dream again.…it's been 4 years now *sigh*" The woman sighs as she looks at the distant sunrise. She gets down from her hammock and walks to the lake not far, strips herself bare, and enter the lake while recalling the dream she got today. 

It's a dream of that day. The day she wouldn't ever forget for the rest of her life, as it's the day where her whole life changes for the better. Running away from the Trelia Way, carving a path of blood by killing all of her enemies, and lastly, struggling to fight the pack of beasts with her life on the line.

She's sure that she will die that day. No matter how much beasts she cut, more will appear from their back, relentlessly attack her without any sign of stopping. It's also why, the light she saw on her time of despair and save her from countless beasts is the light she can't ever forget, for the rest of her life. 

That day, God give her chances to live by sending Father Lichenmi to help her. The Holy light he used is still shining brightly deep inside her hearts, yet, sadness overflow Villia Lainiesta again when she remembers that her benefactor, Father Lichenmi had suddenly died and left her alone, a few days ago.

Villia sigh once again when she recalled it. Losing Father Lichenmi is like losing a father and at the same times, a teacher for her. He's someone that has help and supports her for the past 4 years, yet she hasn't done anything worthy to repay him. 

Looking at her reflection, she can see that her once pale face has become vibrant, and her once skinny body has become a body befitting that of a lady. It's all thanks to Father Lichenmi, yet her face has started to become messy again because she has been indulging herself in sadness for these past few days.

Villia slaps her face as hard as she can as soon as she realizes she has become gloomy yet again. She has made a promise yesterday, not to be sad anymore, and keep moving forward at father Lichenmi grave yesterday! What's the point of burying him on the mountain if all he saw is how she's crying every single day? Isn't the point of burying him on the mountain, is for him to be able to see her fulfill his last wishes?

Villia gets up from the lake after she finishes sort her feelings out and washes her body. She grabbed the nearest towel as soon as she finished and as usual, skillfully wear the nun's habit that is used for prayer and comes in front of a small statue of a goddess who smiles gently at her to pray.

"I offer my prayers, to the Goddess of Light and Darkness, Lumina, protector of all races..." Villia is praying earnestly in front of Goddess Lumina like she always does on any other day. 

Goddess of Light and Darkness — Lumina. She's one of the Goddess that almost got forgotten by the people of this world. She's the Goddess who once proclaims unity of all races and hard work for happiness, get abandoned by most of her followers who join the other god such as the God of Human — Imalios who speak of Human as the true creation of god while the other race is sin that has tainted the land, Goddess of Sorcery — Runesther who regard Magic as absolute in this world, Demon God — Falavis who speak of strength as the most supreme, and many other gods.

It's easy to see why Goddess Lumina got abandoned by all of her followers. After all said and done, there are after all a lot of differences between races. Human, Goblin, Elf, Dark Elf, Dwarf, Orc, Ogre, Vampire, Were beast, Demon, and many other races. One may wish to unite all of them, but saying is easier than doing it.

Uniting all races in this world and more so working hard to get happiness? Why do people need such an idealist god? Won't other gods much preferable? For example, Imalios who make humans united while looking down on other races, or Runesther who care about races with potential for magic while ignoring all other useless races that can't use magic. No... saying she is ignoring races is too vague, as she ignores all people who can't use magic, no matter the races and value every people who can use magic.

Even so, the last follower of Goddess Lumina — Father Lichenmi, never gives up on his faith and always tried to spread her teaching to people. Although he always fails in preaching about the Goddess teaching, one can say that he's someone who never gives up. Yet, he's after all, a human. After he becomes old, fear of his life purpose disappears with him make him feel despair for once. 

He wanders in the forest that day while asking the goddess who never reply to him, of what he should do. No reply comes to him as expected, yet Father Lichenmi can feel that the Goddess is near him, it's just that he's too weak to hear her words which make him even sadder than before. Before he suddenly feels disturbance inside of the forest.

That day, following the disturbances, he found a girl who's struggling to live while fighting against bunches of beasts. A ray of enlightenment come to him as he watches her struggle for life, he felt that it's his calling! He felt that the goddess he serves for his whole life, ask him, to save that girl!

Ordinary people will give up as soon as they see there is no more hope for them when they fight against the impossible, yet that girl! Not only did she not giving up, but her eyes are burning hotter than ever as it says 'I want to survive! No…it should say I'll survive!' with faith that she will win against these impossible odd!

Father Lichenmi who saw the little girl, feels stupid for a moment, as even a girl like her can face life head-on. So, why should he, who has lived for about 80 years feel despair just because he's going to die soon? 

He saves that girl without hesitation that day and even takes care of her after knowing that she's an assassin. The more they travel together, the more he feels, she has becomes like a granddaughter to him.

That girl — Villia Lainiesta, is not a religious kind of people. She's a girl he saves and follows him wandering from one country to another. She's not that friendly to him at first, yet seeing how he never gives up no matter the circumstances, makes her approve of him, warm up to him and at last, decide to become a nun which makes him happy.

For an assassin like her, becoming a nun is an unbelievable thing. She's a sinner who didn't fit the image of religion at all, and that sin wouldn't disappear just by becoming a nun. In fact, she didn't ever consider of clearing her sin by becoming a nun, as her reason for becoming a nun isn't for seeking forgiveness or something cheap like that.

The main reason for her becoming a nun is because nun can't have that kind of relationship with a man! Which means her only reason to become a nun to protect her purity! Yes! It's to preserve her purity and definitely not because she fell in love with nun clothes, the moment she saw it! Yes, it's definitely not because of that!

Father Lichenmi is a man after all, and he's also a virgin! Not to mention he's picking up a cute girl like her on a whim! That's why Villia should be wary of him and use the identity of a nun to protect her purity! For the second times, it's definitely not because she like nun's habit, it's all to preserve her purity, yes…purity is important! After all, she lives in a world full of a lecherous man like the instructor in Trelia Way.

Villia and Father Lichenmi live with each other for the last 4 years, they travel around, learn about various cities, and learn about most of its circumstances. They want to find a place to build their church, yet they can't find any appropriate places to build one. Until Father Lichenmi died a few days ago with a smile on his faces.

He died happily, without any regret. 

The religion, which he thought will end with him, has finally got passed down to his only disciple. It has been passed down from his grandfather to his father, eventually to him, and at last, he passed it down to the child he picks up on the forest.

He doesn't know what will happen to Lumina Church after he died, but he knows that she will do a better job than him!

Villia got up from her Morning Prayer and look at father Lichenmi journal again. It's written there, how he wishes to see a world where all races can co-exist with each other. And looking at the journal again, one can see there's 3 line of sentences with different handwriting, unlike the previous one.

"1st goal, get a place to build a church."

"2nd goal, spread the faith of Goddess Lumina."

"3rd goal, make a utopia where all races can live together peacefully!"

Villia who saw the goals she write got filled with energy once again, and close the journal before she shout.

"Ok! I'll work hard again today!"

Villia Lainiesta, once an assassin-in-training, now is a nun of the forgotten Goddess Lumina.

Swore to fulfill the wish of her benefactor in front of his grave, she will walk her path to revive the now dying Lumina Church. 

With no people restricting her method, Villia Lainiesta will use various way to spread the teaching of Lumina, making it known to people again and create a Holy Kingdom, where every races can live together peacefully!

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